in love with a pornstar (modern au fanfic LAMS)

chapter 5

a/n: offensive slurs and the french is google translate don't hurt me

john

people have been congratulating me on winning the contest.

that's weird as hell.

first of all, how did people find out? second of all, why do so many people know about a nineteen year old pornstar? is that normal? no, it's not. i'll simply ignore it for the time. being. i'm glad i'll be out of here in the next few weeks. i have no time to be here.

i'm currently in washington's class, dozing off. the night before was very tiresome (masturbation makes you tired). i had a bunch of homework to finish, along with other important things. peggy was watching me fight with sleep. it was currently winning at that moment in time. she poked me with her pencil, trying to keep me awake. i glared at her, rubbing away the sticking pain from her pencil point away.

when she saw that i was agitated she decided to throw a pen at my head. she blinked a few times at me before covering her mouth with her hands. she was stifling laughter.

"peggy," I start. "if there's pen ink on my face i'm going to hurt you."

she giggles, licking her finger and rubbing my forehead. i grimace at the thought of knowing that her lipstick was probably getting on me. she eventually stops wiping at my forehead, smiling sweetly. that wasn't pleasant.

our heads turn to face the board when washington says he'll be explaining what we're doing for a project in class. he tells us to get into groups of four. peggy and i lock eyes, it was obvious that we'd choose each other. as for the other two people, we don't know who they would be.

after washington got done telling us what we'd be doing, i turn to peggy to suggest how we should get the project done.

almost everybody already had their group of four. peggy and i were sitting waiting for someone to come by and agree to work with us. the only two people left needing another pair were jefferson and madison. they exchanged glances with peggy and i before frowning at each other.

great.

they walk over to us, pulling up two chairs to sit in. i try my best to ignore them as i explain how we should divide the work equally among the four of us.

"so, for the project I was thinking we could—,"

"shh, laurens. just be quiet. you and your little friend, margarita, can get this done on your own right? or are you going to be too busy doing something else with your right hand? let me know."

before i can snap, peggy interrupts.

"ah! hush." peggy presses a finger to my lips. "we already know that we can get this done a day before the due date. i don't feel like working on this right now. we'll let washington know that we did most of the work."

i flush red, unclenching my jaw. i didn't even realized i had gotten so worked up over this. this was so stupid. everyone knows that people only listen to jefferson because he instilled "fear" into people. people only respected madison because he rode jefferson's dick and they were always attached by the hip.

jefferson and madison were both looking at their phones. they didn't care about what either of us said. that means they couldn't protest when they failed this assignment.

great!

time skip to lunch~

i plop down in a seat next to peggy, burying my head into my arms. i groan out loud as peggy began taking out her hairbrush and redoing my ponytail. i grimace as she tugs on my hair, trying to get it to sit on top of my head.